Luyện nghe bài hát The Cure

Too many changes, you changed from greatness
Become a byproduct of yourself all for the paper
The markets see you as a old-ass
The McCartneys live past the Lennons, but Lennon's the
Stay on your path, on your craft
They just want you to switch lanes up so they can hate on your ass
What's in a name? What's in a name? Suffering and
Guts, blood, and tears, aim straight, game face, grace
I came in this thinkin' you was gon' be great thing
'Cause I seen the do it with a great queen
these kings have in common? They had women who solid
Malcolm needed Betty, I met some queens who ready
They envy the of the greats
They don't a fulfilled life yet, so they searchin' for ways
To what Sam felt, play the hand Marvin was dealt
A Vandross, here's the cure, the

A thousand milligrams, sure you don't overdose
Turned to a businessman, used to 'em in the cold
Cold gang, get exposed, stories get told
You glamorize the game, it ain't a road
Rest in Kobe and Nip, that's off the rip
King shit, if it ain't about fam, it don't mean
The cure, all the allure
Donuts rotten, the tapped, tappin' in with Lord

the credits

Cuban QB chain belong in the MOMA
So boomerang, you my twenty-seven summers
Rolls-Royce just 'cause it go with the moment
Pac's on the chain, got his medallion, I
Insinuate 'cause I copied his stomach
honor kings, straight from my pops to my son's shit
Steak bloody, mercury levels from raw fish
Sushi for lunch, at the table, the cork twist
I'm like a book by many
give me looks of envy, I took the Bentley
White chick Liz Taylor might get the Bentayga
On my Rick James
Life is school for the soul and I'm in life seven
simple but heavy, incomprehensible shit
Everything from sexy to deadly, I done been through shit
goin' deeper like I grew a new inch on my dick
We looked at robbin' as a way of our problems
My moms cooked food, but of my niggas was starving
And whatever they was down to do, I was with 'em
Turns out I was hungry and was the hardest
The scissor was sharper, my was on it
No fortune teller, just going off regular
Niggas tell ya they moves
a word, just reading they mind
Wasn't no nine
Corner born in ghetto hell
Where metal yell over necklaces
Life is karma
Whatever you out come back as blessings or to haunt ya
Could miss your kids and hit your grandkids for your
That's generational curses, they said want the old Nas back
the Clue tapes for old verses
Messin' my homies' lives up, sayin' Nas rise 'em up
Like wasn't live enough, many lives I've touched
Can I get a
Can I get a
I a witness, drinkin' three at night on some Bridge shit
Wearin' shorts and Timbs, summer night on Bridge shit
Party gangsters, gettin' right on some Bridge shit (Yeah)
Like MC Shan and Marley, I be on Bridge shit

Like Jabari, I'm on Bridge shit
Shooter on
Kings forever

We go a lot
And nobody wanna hear what we go through
And cool too
Every man go through the same and Fridays
Same sun, moon, and
It's just how you stand a man